Observer
Location
When I look inside their eyes
I see cries
They tell me of their woes
When they look like they're about to decompose
In public
They look idyllic
But in private
They seem to have lost their spirit
But I'm no motivationsl speaker
I'm just an observer
There's nothing I can do
WRONG!
You can wipe their tears
And become their peer
You can tell them your lows
And how you arose
No more observing
I shall be serving.